Our lips fuse, our lust flares dangerously. Tongues battle and teeth clash and lips demand absolute submission. My legs snake around his waist, and as...I press my center upon the hard evidence of his desire, I suck frantically on Grayson’s tongue. Hands reach down to cup my ass, and when he grinds in slow, erotic circles against me, he feasts eagerly upon my lower lip. Letting Grayson take the task of keeping me from drowning, I explore the expanse of his chest. Fingers follow the line of his. An inn and trade post were the closest buildings to the road. Since it was early afternoon they decided to pass on through and eat a light lunch in the saddle and perhaps stop at a village or inn prior to night fall. Fate, it seemed, had other ideas.They were passing by the village when they were hailed by a member of the Sisterhood, dressed in black robes and red sash, trimmed in silver, carrying the traditional glaive. She had been walking out of the smaller of the two buildings and stopped. Penrose. For instance, there was a certain way that he touched his secretary’s arm when addressing him that bespoke an unconventional intimacy. Tony’s discomfort vanished immediately. Anita was playing a role, probably well paid, to serve as a beard for Mr. Penrose’s true orientation.Outwardly, Tony hid what he felt or perceived. He, too, played his role as host as best he could, but Harriet would not be fooled. He caught a wink or two from her, delivered with her trademark knowing smile, and. Ms. Brendan had ‘helped’ her put it in, though she said she would only help her once.“I’m getting in way over my head,” Donna thought as she drank her second glass of delicious red wine. She needed the drinks to cope with the situation. “How will I get out of this? It is so unreal, here I am, sitting in a business suite, discussing, talking about my future work, and Ms. Brendan’s past, and in the mean time I have a butt plug stuck up my ass, just because she ordered me to.” “No, not just.